‘Do it.’
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Blinding lights engulfed his commanders, and by the time the light died down, three sacred-ranked individuals stood in the hall, looking magnificent and regal.
All three of them wore jet black armor that had white lines at the edges of each part of their armor, such as the chestplate, pauldron, couter, vambraces, gauntlets, and so on.
A round golden badge with the image of a wolf engraved on it was attached to their right shoulder, between their chestplate and pauldron. It was the badge of their positions.
Alec, whose armor weighed the most, looked at his newly shaped tower shield, and his eyes twinkled. His shield wasn’t rectangular any more but curved inwards at both sides. The top and bottom were almost round but had sharp ends.
It was lighter than before but two times as durable, and the new shape had the capacity of dispersing the impact of attacks, and the curved shape made the shield able to easily deflect fast-moving projectiles.
The short triangular spearhead grew to the length of a short blade with edges so sharp that just looking at it for a long time gave one a feeling of being cut!
Beside him was Lambert, armed with 6 scarlet javelins and a long sword strapped to his belt and his long lance. His visor was down, making him look more terrifying out of the three.
The long red plume, which was like a lion’s mane, red cloak, red javelins, and a golden and crimson lance made him a knight so frightening that just the sight of him was able to inflict fear on his foes.
On the other side stood Eritrea. Above her black gown was an enhanced ovok leather armor that embraced her slender figure, making her look even more captivating as an archer.
Unlike Lambert and Alec, she wore no gauntlet but fingerless Ovok leather gloves that could withstand the impact of a steel weapon without being ripped apart.
As usual, a hooded cloak covered her, mostly because her military clothing was too attention-grabbing. The increase in her facial beauty was more noticeable than the improved looks of the male commanders.
All three of them went on one knee and pressed their right fist against the left part of their chest.
“We greet his Lordship!”
Three sacred-ranked commanders!
Each of them was able to dominate battlefields and suppress dozens, if not hundreds, of diamond-ranked knights, depending on their talent abilities. These three sacred-ranked commanders were no doubt the highest-ranked knights any lord in the entire wastelands, northern and southern, could possibly have.
“Arise.”
They got to their feet.
Alex eyed the newly upgraded commanders. First of all, as a lover of armor, he felt envious that their armor was a rank higher than his and also more imposing.
“With the increase in population, your troops will also have to increase. Eritrea, 400 Stormbringer rangers are too few; increase their numbers to a thousand at least and make sure they’re trained daily; the count might march on us at any time.”
Asher turned to Alec, saying, “What do you think about the Desolate Slayers and the Silver Wolf battalions?”
Alec pondered for a bit before raising his head.
“The Desolate Slayers are built for offence, and while they are good at dealing damages, they’re quick to fall. They don’t have shields, and their armor does not cover them like the armor sets worn by the Silver Wolf battalion soldiers. Their halberds make their defenses even weaker, so I think we should transform them into the Silver Wolf.”
Alec paused.
“Your Lordship, the strength of the Silver Wolf is in their numbers; their armor set is better than the Desolate Slayers. They bear the burden, and yet they do not fall as much as the Desolate Slayers. I personally believe a united force of 2000 heavy silver wolf infantry can take down fortresses and castles, but we are not suitable for a siege.”
Asher stroked his chin.
“Because of the weight of your armor, right?”
Alec nodded.
“Instead of creating a battalion of light weights, why don’t we create replicas of the trebuchets on the walls? With those war machines, we can break through the walls of cities and strongholds, allowing our army to invade.”
Kelvin said softly.
Asher turned his head toward him. “That’s plausible, but we first need to find architects and designers to create them. Do we have such professionals in the domain?”
Kelvin sighed.
“I don’t think so.”
“But the Raging Bear tribe had a trebuchet. Where did they get it from?” Alec turned to Eritrea.
Eritrea knit her brows. “I have no idea, but I heard that one of their chiefs exchanged for it from one of the big clans in Bashan.”
“You’re saying there are war machines being traded in Bashan, a place populated by barbarians?” Kelvin spoke in a tone that made Eritrea irritated.
“We are called barbarians because we do not have your noble system. You were the ones that gave us the name barbarians because you saw your noble ranking as being superior to any other ranking in the continent.”
Kelvin pursed his lips.
“The noble ranking is better.”
“That’s enough.”
Asher interrupted. Although he agreed with his butler that the noble ranking system was better, there was no way he would say that out loud without causing a rift or humiliating his commander.
“There is no we, Eritrea. You are now part of my domain. You are a citizen and not a barbarian, but I need to know: have the big clans found the ruins of the old races?”
Eritrea’s eyes flickered.
“Probably.”
She was quite uncertain, but the risks of barbarians laying hold on the technology of the old races made Asher both excited and concerned.
“We shall discuss the matter when I return from my expedition. For now, go and have a good rest.”
When the commanders left, Asher got to his feet.
“Any news from Aquilia?”
“Yes. She is done with the grand teleportation channel, and 200 Bladebreaker cavaliers are at the barracks awaiting your orders.”
